The emperor took a sip of hot tea and asked in a deep voice, "Where are those two Nanhuai spies now?" ”

"Back to the emperor, now he is locked up in the prison cell of Jingzhao Mansion." Liu Qifang hurriedly replied.

The emperor squinted, a fine light flashed under his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Give everyone to Dongchang." ”

Liu Qifang's eyes lit up when he heard this, for him, these two Nanhuai spies were hot potatoes, he couldn't wait to get rid of these two big troubles immediately, and couldn't wait to respond: "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Immediately after, Cen Yin stood up and gave orders to the emperor: "Yes, the emperor." ”

The same three words, the former reveals a kind of panicked embarrassment, but the latter is calm in the chest.

The emperor naturally saw it in his eyes, and appreciated Cen Yin more and more, but frowned slightly at Liu Qifang, and reprimanded: "Liu Qifang, as Jing Zhaoyin, you are in charge of the affairs of the capital, and there are foreign clans mixed in the capital, but you don't know anything about it, and you almost made a big mistake, can you be guilty?!" ”

Liu Qifang can only promise that the capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, Jingzhao Mansion said that he has to take care of everything, but in fact he can't manage anything, for example, the guards of several gates in the capital are not under his control, but the security of the capital is within his scope of responsibility, and he can only take any fault under him.

The emperor reprimanded him again, asked him to strengthen the patrol in Beijing, manage the household registration and road guidance, and fined him for three months, so he impatiently sent him down.

Until this moment, Liu Qifang's heart was completely let go, knowing that he had escaped another catastrophe, and said in his heart: This Jing Zhaoyin has always been a short time to do, and he will be deposed in less than a year, and it is not easy for him to carry his head and do it for three years.

While thinking, he decided that he must go to Huangjue Temple to make incense when he was resting, today is really blessed by the Bodhisattva, if it weren't for the fact that it happened to happen in Huangjue Temple and was bumped into by the girl of the Duanmu family, I'm afraid it would be another ending......

Liu Qifang felt a little scared when he thought about it, and after receiving the punishment from the emperor, he bowed down and retreated.

After leaving the imperial study, Liu Qifang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his cuffs and breathed a long sigh of relief, however, he only spit out half of this breath, and froze, and the corner of his eye glanced at Cen Yin who followed him out of the imperial study.

Liu Qifang couldn't even bother to wipe the sweat now, hurriedly turned around, and smiled at Cen Yinyu: "Overseer, this night is cold, you should pay attention to your body." ”

The sky outside had darkened, the moon and stars were sparse in the night sky, and the night breeze was breezy, with a coolness like water, although it was not as warm as during the day, but it was not so cold and biting.

Cen Yin glanced at Liu Qifang faintly, and said, "Lord Liu, please trouble you to take the prisoner to Dongchang immediately." ”

Originally, it was getting late, the palace gates had been locked, and the capital was also under curfew, but these rules were just to restrain ordinary people, and Cen Yin had never been an ordinary person, Liu Qifang responded without hesitation: "Yes, Governor." Xia Guan immediately went to Jingzhao Mansion to escort the prisoners. ”

Liu Qifang smiled more and more attentively, and nodded.

After a while, the palace door that had been closed was opened again with a heavy and rough sound.

Immediately after, the sound of horses' hooves echoed in the empty streets of the capital, which was particularly piercing and loud in this silent night, and the ordinary people did not know what was going on, and they all closed the door in fear.

Jing Zhaoyi was anxious, on the one hand, he was in a hurry to get rid of the two Nanhuai spies, and on the other hand, he was more worried about keeping Cen Yin waiting for a long time, so he took the team leader and a group of subordinates to personally escort the two prisoners to the East Factory.

He was greeted at the gate of the East Factory by a Tsing Yi waiter in his early thirties, shaped like a withered tree, and his eyes were like electricity.

"Cao Qianhu." Liu Qifang politely hugged his fist and saluted the waiter in Tsing Yi.

Dongchang is in charge of the execution of thousands of households, and Cao Youxian's prestige is even thunderous for him, Jing Zhaoyin.

"Master Liu, come with us." Cao Youxian's shrill voice sounded yin and yang, and when he laughed, he had a feeling of not smiling, which made his heart furious.

Liu Qifang only agreed, and made a gesture to the squad leader and the yacha behind him, asking them to hurry up and escort the two prisoners to follow.

Cao Youxian led them through a courtyard, bypassing the main hall, and heading to the northwest corner, until they came to the door of a small courtyard with a heavily guarded door, and there were four Dongchang fans guarding the door with gloomy faces.

Liu Qifang swallowed his saliva a little uneasily, and guessed in his heart that this must be the edict of Dongchang.

In the Dasheng Dynasty, only Dongchang and Jinyiwei had edicts, which were different from ordinary prisons including the heavenly prisons, and it was not subject to the jurisdiction of the three legal divisions of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the prisoners were arrested by the emperor's edict, and the arrest, interrogation and execution were carried out by Dongchang and Jinyiwei themselves, reporting directly to the emperor.

This Dongchang and Jinyiwei's edict is the burial place of countless officials!

Liu Qifang swallowed his saliva uneasily, only to feel that his heartbeat was pounding faster, echoing in his ears like a drum, and he followed Cao Youxian into it without squinting, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the back of his neck.

However, what entered his eyes was not a cell as cold as a haunted house, it looked like an ordinary courtyard house, with a few red lanterns lit in the courtyard, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day, the bluestone brick floor was spotless, and a few green green bamboos were planted in a corner of the courtyard, which swayed in the evening breeze of spring, revealing a sense of tranquility.

Liu Qifang breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart relaxed a little, but in the next moment, he heard a terrible scream from a side room on the right, breaking through the silent night, and soon stopped abruptly, and the surroundings returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened just now.

But Liu Qifang's heart couldn't calm down, and he couldn't help but think about what happened to the person who screamed just now, and why did he suddenly stop breathing......

Could it be ......

Liu Qifang's heartbeat skipped a beat, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickened his pace to keep up with Cao Youxian and escorted the two prisoners into an interrogation room in the West Chamber.

Liu Qifang only felt that the room was even colder than the outside, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He wiped his sweat with his cuffs, and was about to say goodbye, when he heard a Dongchang fan report to Cao Youxian: "Cao Qianhu, the little one has already sent someone to ask the overseer." ”

Liu Qifang's words before he could say anything suddenly swallowed back, and said consciously: "Then the mansion will wait for the overseer to come, and then leave after greeting him." ”

The two Nanhuai spies, a man and a woman, were escorted to their knees and fell to the ground, their hair was messy, and their faces were dirty, looking like beggars from somewhere, and only the sharp eyes and stubborn corners of their mouths revealed that their identities were different.

Liu Qifang waited with some apprehension, and his eyes inevitably swept to the torture instruments placed aside, such as hammers, bells, clamping sticks, copper hammers, hooks, and nails......

One by one, the same thing, Liu Qifang's hairs stood up all over his body, and he couldn't wait to leave here immediately.

He waited with bated breath, and after half a cup of tea, he saw Cen Yin's familiar figure stepping into the room leisurely and casually.

Cen Yin's body was still wearing the red unicorn robe from before, and the almost blood-red light inside and outside the house covered him with a dangerous halo, and his lips were as red as blood as the robe on his body.

Cen Yin obviously smiled slightly, but Liu Qifang felt as if there was an icy chill coming to his face.

Liu Qifang shuddered in his heart, and hurriedly responded, laughing and laughing: "It's almost the second watch, it's really hard to supervise the master." ”

Liu Qifang smiled and groaned for a while, saying something "The emperor is indispensable to the overseer", "The superintendent can work hard", as if the court will be paralyzed without Cen Yin, and Dasheng will die without Cen Yin.

Cen Yin lifted his robe, sat down casually on a Taishi chair at the top, and asked lightly, "Lord Liu, do you want to stay and hear the trial?" ”

Liu Qifang chuckled in his heart, shook his head again and again, and said, "No need." This person was delivered, and the lower officials retired first. He wiped a cold sweat, as if he was afraid that Cen would hide him, and hurriedly left.

It's enough for this Dongchang prison to come once, he doesn't want to come again!

Cen Yin's slender fingers like jade bamboo picked up the tea cup, blew the tea leaves floating on the tea soup, and didn't look at the two Nanhuai people who were kneeling on the ground, and said, "Take it down for trial, don't kill people!" The corners of his red mouth drew a casual arc.

"Yes, Overseer." Cao Youxian respectfully clenched his fists to receive the order, and made a gesture casually, and two Dongchang fans escorted people to the next room.

Cen Yin slowly held the teacup and took a sip of hot tea, the corners of his mouth curled higher, as if he was quite satisfied with the tea, and a faint tea fragrance spread with the heat.

At first glance, it looks like an elegant noble son is in a tea room, leisurely sipping tea.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

In a few moments, there was a muffled sound of sticks hitting the flesh in the next room, heavier and less spaced......

Immediately afterwards, the sound changed again, one moment "bang", one moment "thump", one moment "gurgling", and another moment of silence...... All sorts of creepy, weird sounds interspersed with bursts of muffled grunts of pain came from next door, making the listener think about it.

However, Cen Yin did not change his face, turned a deaf ear, and drank tea by himself.

Suddenly, he picked up a copy of "Zuo Biography" casually and turned it quietly, page after page, unhurriedly, his long and thick eyelashes occasionally fluttering slightly......

The little scorpion serving on the side carefully looked at the tea on the stove, and added tea and water to Cen Yin at the right time.

Inside, it's quiet and relaxed.

And the place across the wall is gloomy, bloody and depressing.

The two form an extreme contrast.

Time passed in this strange atmosphere, and the sound of gongs "bang, bang" was heard in the distance, which was very penetrating in this silent night, accompanied by the slow chanting of the husband.

The second watch day has arrived.

When the sound of the gong gradually faded away, there was movement next door, Cao Youxian came back quickly, and said respectfully to Cen Yinyu: "Overseer, these two Nanhuai people have very hard bones, and they say some inconsequential things, and they refuse to confide in important things...... Please also ask the overseer to give his subordinates a few more days, no matter how hard the bones are, the subordinates can 'break' them! ”

His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, with a cold aura that seemed to come from the underworld, and the Dongchang fan behind him lowered his eyebrows and pleased, and pinched a cold sweat for the two Nanhuai people: Cao Qianhu has the nickname of Cao Ma Mian, so there is no mouth that he can't pry open.

Cen Yin put down the book "Zuo Biography" in his hand, put it aside casually, and said, "The person will be handed over to you." ”

His beautiful face was still so calm and relaxed, the clouds were light and light, and he picked up the teacup again, slowly rubbed the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, and asked, "Have you found the location of these two people?" ”

"Got it." Cao Youxian immediately replied, "Zhongxing Commercial Bank in the west of the city. The two of them joined the caravan in Sichuan as merchants, and the roads were complete and mixed in the caravan, so they were able to pass the customs in confusion when they entered the city. ”

"Then copy the Zhongxing Commercial Bank first." Cen Yin commanded lightly, as if he was saying something insignificant.

Cao Youxian responded, made a gesture casually, and one of his Dongchang fans retreated, followed by a commotion outside, as if a team of people and horses were dispatched violently, and the sound of messy and hurried footsteps gradually faded away......

Soon there was calm again.

After taking two more sips of tea, Cen Yin stood up indifferently, dusted off his robe casually, and walked out of the room leisurely.

The little scorpion followed him like a shadow.